Chapter: 5194

Early the next morning.

Fu Yechuan got up and went to work according to the usual biological clock.

Ning Yue didn't feel anything at all, and fell asleep until noon.

When she got up, she was sore all over. She sat on the bed and scolded Fu Yechuan's eight generations of ancestors before dragging her tired body to take a shower.

Not surprisingly.

There is no one else in the house.

Fortunately, she had a change of clothes here, and when she finished packing and went downstairs, the servant had just finished cooking.

"Miss Ning, it's time to eat."

Ning Yue glanced at it, it was quite bland, just right for her appetite.

"Boss Fu said that it's been a mess outside recently, so you're asked to rest at home. If you really want to go out, I'll send someone to follow you..."

The servant smiled.

Ning Yue thought of the Yao family.

She twitched her lips, "No, I won't run around, I cherish my life more than him."

She was full after drinking a bowl of porridge.

But it's so boring at home.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to browse the Internet.

As a result, Xiao Chen called.

"Boss, you are on fire, you are finished..."

Ning Yue frowned, "You're just finished!"

Xiao Chen spoke incoherently and sounded anxious

"Boss, the matter between you and Fu Yechuan was posted on the Internet, and now everyone is talking about you, it's pretty ugly anyway..."

Ning Yue's face changed slightly, and she immediately hung up the phone.

She was inexplicably flustered.

When I opened the webpage, the headlines were all about the two of them.

The photo is that night, when Fu Yechuan came to look for her, she was about to leave, but he grabbed her hand.

The photo looks like it was snapped, and the background is a little blurry.

But it is not difficult to see that the photos taken by the two people are quite clear and beautiful.

Light and shadow dappled light and dark sides.

Fu Yechuan sat there with a tall and straight figure, a stern face, a bit of coldness in his sharp outline, and a bit of indifference between his brows and eyes.

His big hand grasped Ning Yue's delicate wrist, forming a sharp contrast.